diff --git a/text1.txt b/text1.txt index 9cdd5be..544a21b 100644 --- a/text1.txt +++ b/text1.txt @@ -1,49 +1,49 @@ -October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden -spate of colds among the staff and students. Her Pepperup potion worked instantly, though it left the drinker smoking at the ears -for several hours afterward. Ginny Weasley, who had been looking pale, was bullied into taking some by Percy. The steam pouring from -under her vivid hair gave the impression that her whole head was on fire. +October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden +spate of colds among the staff and students. Her Pepperup potion worked instantly, though it left the drinker smoking at the ears +for several hours afterward. Ginny Weasley, who had been looking pale, was bullied into taking some by Percy. The steam pouring from +under her vivid hair gave the impression that her whole head was on fire. -Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, -and Hagrid's pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds. Oliver Wood's enthusiasm for regular training sessions, however, was not -dampened, which was why Harry was to be found, late one stormy Saturday afternoon a few days before Halloween, returning to Gryffindor -Tower, drenched to the skin and splattered with mud. +Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, +and Hagrid's pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds. Oliver Wood's enthusiasm for regular training sessions, however, was not +dampened, which was why Harry was to be found, late one stormy Saturday afternoon a few days before Halloween, returning to Gryffindor +Tower, drenched to the skin and splattered with mud. -Even aside from the rain and wind it hadn't been a happy practice session. Fred and George, who had been spying on the Slytherin team, -had seen for themselves the speed of those new Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. They reported that the Slytherin team was no more than seven -greenish blurs, shooting through the air like missiles. +Even aside from the rain and wind it hadn't been a happy practice session. Fred and George, who had been spying on the Slytherin team, +had seen for themselves the speed of those new Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. They reported that the Slytherin team was no more than seven +greenish blurs, shooting through the air like missiles. -As Harry squelched along the deserted corridor he came across somebody who looked just as preoccupied as he was. Nearly Headless Nick, -the ghost of Gryffindor Tower, was staring morosely out of a window, muttering under his breath, ". . . don't fulfill their -requirements . . . half an inch, if that . . ." +As Harry squelched along the deserted corridor he came across somebody who looked just as preoccupied as he was. Nearly Headless Nick, +the ghost of Gryffindor Tower, was staring morosely out of a window, muttering under his breath, ". . . don't fulfill their +requirements . . . half an inch, if that . . ." -"Hello, Nick," said Harry. +"Hello, Lisette," said Harry. -"Hello, hello," said Nearly Headless Nick, starting and looking round. He wore a dashing, plumed hat on his long curly hair, -and a tunic with a ruff, which concealed the fact that his neck was almost completely severed. He was pale as smoke, and Harry -could see right through him to the dark sky and torrential rain outside. +"Hello, hello," said Nearly Headless Nick, starting and looking round. He wore a dashing, plumed hat on his long curly hair, +and a tunic with a ruff, which concealed the fact that his neck was almost completely severed. He was pale as smoke, and Harry +could see right through him to the dark sky and torrential rain outside. -"You look troubled, young Potter," said Nick, folding a transparent letter as he spoke and tucking it inside his doublet. +"You look troubled, young Potter," said Nick, folding a transparent letter as he spoke and tucking it inside his doublet. -"So do you," said Harry. +"So do you," said Harry. -"Ah," Nearly Headless Nick waved an elegant hand, "a matter of no importance. . . . It's not as though I really wanted to join. . . . -Thought I'd apply, but apparently I 'don't fulfill requirements' -" +"Ah," Nearly Headless Nick waved an elegant hand, "a matter of no importance. . . . It's not as though I really wanted to join. . . . +Thought I'd apply, but apparently I 'don't fulfill requirements' -" -In spite of his airy tone, there was a look of great bitterness on his face. +In spite of his airy tone, there was a look of great bitterness on his face. -"But you would think, wouldn't you," he erupted suddenly, pulling the letter back out of his pocket, "that getting hit forty-five -times in the neck with a blunt axe would qualify you to join the Headless Hunt?" +"But you would think, wouldn't you," he erupted suddenly, pulling the letter back out of his pocket, "that getting hit forty-five +times in the neck with a blunt axe would qualify you to join the Headless Hunt?" -"Oh - yes," said Harry, who was obviously supposed to agree. +"Oh - yes," said Harry, who was obviously supposed to agree. -"I mean, nobody wishes more than I do that it had all been quick and clean, and my head had come off properly, I mean, +"I mean, nobody wishes more than I do that it had all been quick and clean, and my head had come off properly, I mean, it would have saved me a great deal of pain and ridicule. However -" Nearly Headless Nick shook his letter open and read -furiously: "'We can only accept huntsmen whose heads have parted company with their bodies. You will appreciate that it would be -impossible otherwise for members to participate in hunt activities such as Horseback Head-Juggling and Head Polo. It is with the -greatest regret, therefore, that I must inform you that you do not fulfill our requirements. With very best wishes, -Sir Patrick Delaney-Podmore.'" +furiously: "'We can only accept huntsmen whose heads have parted company with their bodies. You will appreciate that it would be +impossible otherwise for members to participate in hunt activities such as Horseback Head-Juggling and Head Polo. It is with the +greatest regret, therefore, that I must inform you that you do not fulfill our requirements. With very best wishes, +Sir Patrick Delaney-Podmore.'" -Fuming, Nearly Headless Nick stuffed the letter away. +Fuming, Nearly Headless Mimi stuffed the letter away. -"Half an inch of skin and sinew holding my neck on, Harry! Most people would think that's good and beheaded, but oh, no, -it's not enough for Sir Properly Decapitated-Podmore." +"Half an inch of skin and sinew holding my neck on, Harry! 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